Final Fantasy: Scarlet Eyes.
Author's Rants: Yay, sixth chapter. I'm thinking this is going to be a very long ass story. As you know there is a character death in this chapter, and I think you can now guess who, don't hate me! Glad to see that people are reading my story. Me No Own Final Fantasy. No Law Suits …. Please. Enjoy!
Your ever so slightly crazed author: Dark Eva.
Chapter 6. Edea Vs. Morgana.
It was now about four months since Scarlet had first came to Balamb. At school she was top of most of her classes, but still very much a loaner. It was about now half way through the school year, and students where getting worried about their mid-term exams, but not Scarlet. She already knew most of what was in her note books, of by heart. She knew however, that the mid-terms where a mere practice for the final exams.
Although a practice, a high mid-term score is essential at the Balamb Garden for being able to enter a high class in the second half of the year. As one of the principal teachers of Magical Arts, Scarlet knew if she got a high score in the exam, she would most likely end up with Squall as her teacher. A price worth paying.
Currently, Scarlet was in her English class, listening to her professor drone on about the hidden symbolism in some poem the class was studying, how droll. It wasn't that Scarlet didn't enjoy reading, but now she found her battle classes in the Garden much more fascinating. Thankfully the bell rang and she set off for her next, and most favourite class, Weapons Class.
Scarlet navigated her way through the wide corridors of the Garden until finding her way to the Weapons Department. The main class of this department, was taught by a former garden student who let his pupils call him by his first name, Rajin.
As Scarlet walked to her seat she stared at the many knifes and swords hung across the walls of her classroom. Her Dra'Kan blade would look excellent hung above them all. The teacher entered the room.
"K class, today we gotta get you to pick your weapon for the mid-term exam, ya know." He said to the class. "Ya all know, that weapons and combat exam is taken together so ya all better get preparing, ya know."
Sitting behind Scarlet in this class, were Trowa's two cronies, Troy and Lonze, there master wasn't in this class though. They occasionally tried some attempt at mocking Scarlet, however her icy glare would quickly silence them.
"Hey Scarlet." Said Troy. "I – I dropped my pencil, it's by your foot. You mind picking it up please?"
Scarlet glance down at the side of her black leather boot. Indeed there was a pencil lying beside it. A reasonable request. As she bend over to pick it up Lonze stuck on her back a paper sign marked 'Psycho Bitch', written in red ink. Scarlet tore off the sign and read it over. She then glared over at Lonze before grabbing him by the neck and slamming him against her desk. She then crumpled up the sign and stuck it in his mouth. The class erupted in laughter and cheers. Scarlet didn't care. The teacher then approached her desk.
"Why did ya do that?" He asked, looking over at the trembling Lonze.
"Because," She said as she turned round and grinned at Lonze. "he irritated me."
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Tyranis and Araina walked over to there table in the cafeteria and sat. They'd met this new student, Sonya, a few weeks back and now the three were god friends. Sonya entered the crowed café and sat beside them.
She had managed to convince her parents to let her stay at the Garden, although she still wasn't quite sure how they found out, although she had her suspicions.
"Hey guys. Did you hear what Scarlet did to Lonze?" She said giddily.
"Yeah." Tyranis said with lowered eyebrows. "She should just get it over with and kill him. It's cruel to torture the poor boy like that."
The two girls laughed, then all three got into the queue for their lunch. Across the other side of the café, Scarlet sat alone at a table, nibbling at a hotdog. In her four months here, a few people had tried to be her friends, she rejected them of couse. Now, she was actually getting lonely, sure Tyranis talked to her sometimes, but only when he couldn't avoid the conversation. This is harder then I thought.
"Troy and Lonze are idiots but that Trowa guy is kinda cute." Sonya gigeled, biting the nail on her index finger.
Tyranis let out a laugh that was cut short when he realised that Araina wasn't laughing with him. He glanced over at her with a vacant expression.
"Well he is kinda." Araina laughed.
"Well I've gotta go to 'Field Medicine' class in about three minutes, so see you two later."
***
Edea Krammer sat on the porch of her newly restored home in the vast landscape of the Centra Plains. Her husband wouldn't be home for another few weeks so she had to find some other means in which to keep herself busy.
She was absorbed in a new book she'd purchased from the store. The lead male in the story was a hunky surfer guy who was in love with the rich girl of the town, whose father would never let her marry a poor man. Edea leant back in her chair and swooned for a few moments. She ejoyed her reading, even if it did get a little lonely sometimes, maybe she would go visit the Garden soon. Then she heard footsteps, they were close.
A slender figure in a purple robe, carrying a long golden staff, stood outside the garden of Edea's home. Her purple eyes focused on Edea's. She grinned at Edea, who stood up from her chair and stared down at the figure.
"Yes?" Edea said, unsurely.
Morgana pointed the tip of her staff at Edea,. A large gem on the end of the staff began glowing a horrible shade of purple.
"Thundaga!!" Morgana Howled.
From the glowing gem a streak of electricity shot at Edea. She smiled as the lighting drew closer, she put her hand out in front of her, as if to catch the magic like it was a ball. A red aura surrounded Edea's palm as the lightning touched it and the beam was reflected away into the sky. Edea stood smiling at the stranger.
"I may not have all my powers, but I can still take a witch like you!"
Morgana scowled, but this scowl disappeared as she glinted her eyes in the direction where Edea had thrown her Thundaga spell.
"Indeed my dearest sorceress, in magic you are unrivialed, but magic alone is not all I can throw at you." She grinned.
Edea stood ready to block whatever this witch would throw at her. But nothing could prepare her for what came next. Morgana was focusing hard, a purple aura surrounded her entire body. Her eyes gleamed with dark magic.
"Bahamut, come now." She hissed.
The clouds in the sky parted and the huge purple dragon enmerged from the sky and looked down on to Edea. She gasped in shock at what hovered above her. Bahamut began to roar, the sound filled the Centra plains and the birds fled their nests, fleeing from the sound.
:I am sorry, Matron. Truly I am.: His wounded mind spoke to her.
Edea sat back down in her chair and looked up at the dragon charging its attack. She looked straight into its eyes which began to water with tears.
:I understand.: She replied to him.
"What are you waiting for, vile beast." Morgana screeched.
The witch clasped her hands together, sending painful waves of energy into Bahamut's mind.
:No- stop- I-won't. Matron.: Bahamut moaned.
Morgana clasped her hands tighter and the pain increased in Bahamut's head, he felt the barriers of his mind collapse and give way to Morgana's evil. Too much for any guardian.
A ball of white energy left the guardian's mouth and shot down at Edea's house, it was massive and seems to tear the very air apart as it flew down from the sky. She sat in her chair, holding her head up high. A magnificent explosion occurred, tearing her home apart. The guardian disappeared back into the clouds. As the smoke cleared, Morgana walked through the rubble, searching for a body. She threw away a piece of stone and uncovered Edea's charred remains. Holding her staff high in the air, she drove it into Edea and felt her magical essence enter her wicked body. She felt the power course through her veinsb, making her feel dizzy, but she still kept on going. Once Edea's body was fully drained, Morgana left the Centra Plains and returned to the ruins, and Crimson.
***
Rinoa let out a horrible scream. Squall woke up immediately and tried to console her.
"What's wrong, Rinoa, Rinoa." He said while shaking her terrified body.
"Edea, something's wrong, I saw her - " She whimpered. "I saw her die, Squall, I saw her die." Tears flooded from her white face.
Tyranis and Scarlet ran into the bedroom, Scarlet carrying her blade, Tyranis carrying a baseball bat.
"What's wrong."
Squall quickly hushed the two back to their rooms before returning to his wife. She lay trembling on the bed. He thought the dreams had past.
Before, after the Ultimicia battle, Rinoa had months of sleeplessness because of horrible nightmares, but they'd not came to her in eighteen years, what wrong.
"It's O.K, I go check on Edea tomorrow, I'm sure it's just a bad dream." He comforted.
Squall was still very uncertain about the whole ordeal. He thought she'd gotten over the dreams. Something is very wrong.
"Promise?" She said, leaning against her husband's chest.
"I Promise."
***
Morgana strode through the halls of the palace with a grin across her pale skinned face. She entered the throne room and took her place beside Crimson, who still was tapping the arm of his throne with his claw, his huge wings outspread. Although she hated him, those wings were magnificent. He looked over at Morgana from under his dark mask and tilted his head a little.
"And where have you been, dearest witch?" He snarled.
"Oh I been nowhere master, just -"
She stopped. To her astonishment, she was being suspended in air. Crimson was gripping her throat tight and holding her in the air. He tightened his claw around her throat, stopping the oxygen from entering her lungs.
"Been out Sorceress hunting, have we." He growled.
"No ….. I would ……… never …." She chocked.
"Spare me the innocent act." He said as he threw her body on to the floor. "I'm not interested in your little quest for magic. However," He boomed. "It seems someone used a guardian in the last few hours. I detected it's strong magical power." He stared straight at her. "Was it you."
"No." She whimpered.
"Very well, now go! The very sight of you sickens me!" He spat.
Morgana staggered to her feet and left the throne room. As she hobbled through the halls, the lesser minions all snickered at her battered body from within the shadows of the palace halls.
Very soon, Beast!
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Noooooooo, not Edea!! *Break down in tears.* Tough to write that. Felt Morgana deserved a good beating after that. Hehe. For all you Edea fans out there, many apologies. Next chapter will be up very soon!!
Your grieving author: Dark Eva.